Since Mu Qianyu took charge of the city lord's palace, there have been many people visiting, but she doesn't see them very often, so she only glances at the famous cards that come in every day and sends them to her subordinates to deal with them.
However, today Mu Qianyu saw a pure white name card among a stack of name cards, with a plain compass drawn on the post.
She picked up the name card from the tray in the distance and took it into her hand. She opened the invitation card and found that there was no writing on it, but the smell was very familiar, a light cold woody fragrance.
"She should be right outside the door." Mu Qianyu held up the name card and asked.
The boy nodded almost instantly: "Yes."
He was deeply impressed by the owner of the invitation. She was a woman with a cold aura. Although her face was covered with a veil, she must be a stunning beauty.
After he answered, he looked up when there was no movement. As a result, Mu Qianyu, who was lying lazily on the chair, disappeared.
Mu Qianyu had already appeared in front of the door, leaning against the door and smiling at the beauty standing alone at the bottom of the steps: "Where did this little beauty come from?"
A faint smile appeared in Nangong Zhiqiu's cold eyes, and he walked slowly up the steps, past her and into the room.
Mu Qianyu was used to being ignored, so he rubbed his nose and followed in. The two of them arrived in the small hall. Liu Xiner made tea and then stepped back and closed the door. Only two people were left in the room.
"The feng shui of this place is indeed very bad. It's my turn." Nangong Zhi said, her voice still cold.
"Don't talk about it in a hurry. Let's have some tea and chat." Mu Qianyu looked at her and said, "Besides, I'm the only one in this room, so I don't need to wear the veil."
"Forgot." Nangong Zhi replied naturally, reaching out and taking off the veil.
The moment Mu Qianyu saw her face under the veil, his smile suddenly froze.
A lavender crack appeared on the skin that was originally like fine porcelain. This crack suddenly appeared on the face, destroying the original peerless appearance.
"You..." Mu Qianyu did not hide his surprise: "How did you do it?"
"As I said before, Feng Shui is an act that goes against heaven and will eventually be counterattacked. These are all normal changes." Nangong Zhi said nonchalantly.
"Where is your body?" Mu Qianyu asked solemnly.
Nangong Zhi was silent for a moment and said: "It's just that my body and bones are a little weaker, but my lifespan is still there."
Mu Qianyu suddenly thought of the Feng Shui masters he had seen before, all of whom had wrapped themselves in black robes, and underneath the black robes were ugly and frail bodies.
Feng Shui masters can change the world and change the world, but the price they have to pay is unimaginable.
"How about we put it down now and focus on your cultivation with your talent, and you will still achieve a lot." Mu Qianyu thought for a while before persuading him.
She didn't want to see Nangong Zhi gradually weakening. It was hard for her to imagine Nangong Zhi becoming like that.
Nangong Zhi just shook her head lightly: "I am determined to change the feng shui of the world. If I change it, will I still be Nangong Zhi?"
"It will probably be very painful if you persist." Mu Qianyu always felt that his words had no weight, but he couldn't think of a better way to say it.
"It doesn't matter, I don't care what happens to this skin." Nangong Zhi looked at her with a sincere face: "I think you can understand me."
"It's not difficult to understand. I just watch you change but can't do anything. As a friend, it will be very helpless." Mu Qianyu let out a long sigh.
"I'm lucky enough to have met you, who gave me enough room to perform." Nangong Zhi said more seriously.
What Feng Shui masters need to meet is a great ruler. Only when the ruler can control the whole situation can Feng Shui masters get help from all parties to improve Feng Shui.
Mu Qianyu looked at her with even more helplessness: "Is there a possibility that you can eliminate these backlashes by practicing Feng Shui?"
As long as there is something that can relieve or treat it, she is willing to do her best to help.
Nangong Zhi chuckled and looked at her: "How can someone who has become an emperor still be so naive? This is the law of heaven, just like your body. There is nothing you can do about it."
"Tiandao has too much control." Mu Qianyu frowned, feeling very unhappy.
"Don't worry, I've never heard of a Feng Shui master having a short life." Nangong Zhi didn't seem to mind this at all.
"I've never heard of any Feng Shui master who has a long life." Mu Qianyu muttered softly.
"Okay, tell me where to start. There are loopholes everywhere. No wonder the environment is so bad." Nangong Zhi tried to divert Mu Qianyu's attention.
Mu Qianyu was originally ambitious, but now he was lying directly on the blanket on the ground, with his hands on his pillow and his legs crossed, as if he was angry.
Nangong Zhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Qianyu, my Majesty, I have said this kind of thing many times, you should be prepared."
"I also thought I was prepared." Mu Qianyu's aura was very weak, and it didn't seem to make sense no matter how he thought about it.
But she felt a little sad.
Nangong Zhi sat next to her, reached out and poked her arm, and said, "Then let's talk tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow."
Nangong Zhi placed a wine jar in front of her, "I bought this from a place when I was traveling recently. I heard it is a thousand-year-old wine. Do you want to try it?"
Mu Qianyu scanned Nangong Zhi, then scanned the wine on the table, and asked, "Did you buy it for me?"
"What else?" Nangong Zhi poked her again and said, "Get up and have a drink. We can talk about things slowly."
"You." Mu Qianyu even felt Beichen Ye's helplessness many times now.
She herself has such a restless temper.
The two opened a jar of wine. It was indeed very good wine. Mu Qianyu almost drank a glass of it, and talked to Nangong Zhi a lot.
Nangong Zhi coaxed him to sleep until midnight, breathed a sigh of relief, and left.
Tuoba Yao looked at Nangong Zhiyuan's retreating figure and asked Liu Xiner in a low voice: "This Master of the Imperial Family seems to have a good relationship with our master."
"That's natural. I heard Sister Lan'er say that the Imperial Master and the master knew each other before the master became emperor, and they will never go back on each other," Liu Xin'er said.
"No wonder, it's rare to see the master drink like this."
At noon the next day, Mu Qianyu sat up and said, "Where is Xiao Nangong?"
"The Imperial Master went outside the mansion early in the morning and said he wanted to walk around." Liu Xiner helped Mu Qianyu get up.
Mu Qianyu rubbed her head and sighed again. She seemed to remember saying a lot to Nangong Zhi last night, but she didn't know if she listened.
Ideals and aspirations are certainly important, but isn’t the body even more important?